"Oh damn it, I can't look." Molix winced, closing his eyes.

Rollim, all four hoofs raging charged to within a few yards of the gnarly old trunk. His sharp White horns poised and ready to strike. Closing his eyes, as the world around him went blank, he gave one last mighty kick and thrust himself violently into the old trunk with an almighty whack.

"Well baste my butt and bake it!" exclaimed Trilikz.

"Flaming spores of Jupinda!" boomed Org, unfolding his bulging arms and patting Nuzuki on the back.

"Son of a" exclaimed Nuzuki, faltered and then started again "Well I'll be a weasel’s wotsits!"

"Or a butt munching fart weasel." chuckled Org.

"Never doubted him for a second." said Trilikz proudly.

"What happened, did he do it?" asked Molix, both eyes wrinkled shut.

"Well what do you think?" replied Trilikz. "I mean like Duh."

"He smashed it to pieces. So stop acting like a big girls blouse and open your eyes ya big wuss. The little bugger fluked it." spat Nuzuki.

"Hey I ain't no big girls blouse, ya big block head!" Molix growled through gritted teeth, clenching his gloved fists and narrowing his rectangular shaped eyes over his protruding snout, both cheeks flushing an angry shade of Red over their lily White canvas, tail twitching snake like in the dirt.

"Yeah well you could have fooled me ya big baby. Next thing you'll be running home to mummy, crying your eyes out cause Rollim hurt the poor, old, defenceless tree."

Molix tilted his head and stared back defiantly at Nuzuki, growling like an angry dog all the while.

Nuzuki's serrated Yellow lips twisted into a jagged looking sneer, growling back in kind, as the other two, entertained by these proceedings, laughed out loud, egging them on all the more.

"Hey way da go kiddo." shouted Org, talking to Rollim, clapping his giant hands together like a pair of hefty steel planks.

Trilikz made whooping noises, pummelling the air with his fist like an ecstatic sports fan.

Rollim made his way back, beaming from head to toe like the cat that got the cream. Behind him the old trunk lay in tatters, scattered over the Irth in a thousand tiny pieces, nought but a few roots to show for where it had once stood.

Looking pretty pleased with himself Rollim made his way back in high spirits, holding his horny head high. Banking on the praise of his fellow fungi.

"Blow me kiddo! You really went to town on that old thing. There's no messing with you aye." boomed Org in heavy bass tones, nudging Rollim’s chin with his fist. “I’m seriously impressed.”

"Yeah that was awesome, you really went all out?" said Molix, bowing his oblong cap accordingly.

"What would you know humming bird face? You had your eyes shut the whole time ya big baby." sniped Nuzuki, squaring up to Molix and trying to stare him down.

"Hey shut up lemon head, I saw enough okay." retorted Molix.

"Oh okay, whatever you say angel pie, if that’s what makes you feel better. No need to go getting your knickers in a twist."

"Well Rollim how does it feel? That was one hell of a move you just pulled off out there." said Trilikz, his black eyes sparkling.

The sun shone past several, small, fluffy, White clouds lingering in the skies above, illuminating the fields.

"Better than being a butt munching fart weasel that's for sure." said Rollim, directing his gaze firmly at Nuzuki, smirking mischievously.

"Yeah Nuzuki how does that feel?" said Molix, raising his eyebrows and waving his finger at Nuzuki.

The others all chuckled.

Nuzuki gave a long, hard, angry scowl, glaring menacingly from Molix to Rollim in turn, before responding.

"Never mind that dufus, we've got company and besides you should know."

The four soldiers switched their attention to focus on what was approaching them from behind. Somewhere in the direction of the shattered old trunk and Nuzuki's angry gaze, two strange looking creatures approached. Trilikz's long antenna like mushrooms flared out, as he twizzled round on his smart black and white feet, meeting the new arrivals with a unified utterance of "Huh!"

Some distance over the White forest, a large bug like creature with two protruding fungi sprouting antenna like from its Bluish grey head, beat its transparent wings at speed, its large eyes glistening in the light, glaring over the wilderness like a pair of misshapen Pink moons. On top of the fly like creature sat what looked like a smaller unwinged fungi, made more in the mould of Trilikz, Molix or Nuzuki, sporting two sharp, dagger like horns, a turtle shell of razor sharp spikes and a reptilian head, rather like the dinosaur triceratops, topped off with a Red, Yellow and Green striped cap and triangular shaped eyes of stern expression.